Dirty
(Lyrics and Music: A. Hunt)
His hands are dirty and so is his mind / But, he’s the best mechanic you will find / He fixes anything with sprockets and gears / He’s honed his craft over many long years / His skill excels with a wrench and pliers / But he has questionable desires
He’s got a dirty job and he’s a dirty old man / He’s got a dirty job and he’s a dirty old man
He tends to the pistons and never sits / But, he’s preoccupied with naughty bits / His dirty hands caress the levers with care / He masters the steam and keeps the valves square / As he checks the gauges and tickers / He daydreams about women’s knickers
Keep him in the engine room where he belongs / And keep his hands dirty so he’ll do no wrong / Let him be covered in grease and grime / Leave him alone with his dirty mind
He keeps the flywheels spinning fast and true / And does the work no one wants to do / He’s ready to respond to the Captain’s commands / With goggles on his eyes and tools in his hands / When there’s engine trouble you know he’ll find it / If he tells a cheeky joke, never mind it